Chapter 440: Using a Chicken Feather as a Token of Authority

Although his voice was not loud, to the big man, his voice sounded as thick as a great bell, causing his eardrums to ache intensely.

He let out a miserable cry and staggered backward; his two ears were in extreme pain, and blood even seeped from his mouth and nose.

However, Chen Yu was only giving him a small lesson and had not truly injured him; he would be fine after resting for a few days.

But this guy did not appreciate it; he picked up his walkie-talkie and roared, "Come here, someone is here to cause trouble at the main entrance, brothers on the perimeter, grab your gear and come over."

Police whistles sounded on both sides, and immediately after, a group of people surrounded them, along with a row of special police officers holding shields who took up positions, watching Chen Yu as if facing a formidable enemy.

"That's him, he wants to force his way past the post. I suspect he has ulterior motives and bad intentions; he might even be plotting to sneak up to the Lady Protector," the big man shouted, pointing at Chen Yu.

"Hands on your head, squat on the ground," a police officer barked.

"Wait." Just at this moment, a Bentley pulled up beside Chen Yu.

The Bentley came to a stop, a bodyguard in the passenger seat ran out and opened the rear door.

A woman in the prime of her life stepped out of the car; her appearance made one overlook her age, and every move she made exuded a distinguished air.

The moment she stepped out of the car, Chen Yu froze.

He could be certain that this was his first time meeting this woman, yet a feeling of familiarity surged into his heart, as if there were a thousand threads of connection between him and the woman before him.

"I believe this young man is not here to cause trouble, could everyone please not be so tense?" the woman smiled slightly.

"Apologies, there are important guests arriving today, so we must be strict. No matter what his purpose is, he must come with us for now," the police captain said.

"This is my invitation. Zhou Laotaijun is hosting a banquet here today, and I am to attend as well. If anything happens, I will take responsibility," the woman said as she took out an invitation: "My name is He Lingyun, President of the Shengjing He Group."

"The Shengjing He Family?" Everyone present was shocked.

One must know that within Shengjing, there are the Six Great Noble Families and the Three Great Families.

The Huang Family is one of the Six Noble Houses, while the Shengjing He Family is one of the Three Great Families.

The strength of an Aristocratic Family surpasses that of a Noble House, and the He Clan has had generations of ancestors serving as officials. When the former Head of Family, He Tiansheng, was alive, he was a top figure at the Academy of Sciences and made major breakthroughs in genetic research, but unfortunately, he passed away too early.

Furthermore, the ancestors of the He Family all dedicated their lives to the country, even exhausting their family wealth during years of famine to save the people from misery.

Inheriting the shade of their ancestors, the He Clan enjoys honor and prestige in this prosperous age. Although they are low-key, they still hold a place in the Jiu Wu Cheng of Shengjing, where celebrities are everywhere.

"So it is President He, my apologies." The captain was startled and hurriedly signaled the people around him to withdraw their formation. This He Lingyun was one of the few invited guests at today's banquet.

"Young man, do not be angry." He Lingyun leaned down and personally picked up the ID card for Chen Yu.

She glanced at the name on the ID card, her expression shook slightly, then she carefully brushed the dust off the ID card and returned it to Chen Yu.

"Thank you." Chen Yu stared at her blankly and uttered two words.

"You are welcome. So you are the young man Chen Yu that the old lady mentioned?"

He Lingyun smiled faintly: "The old lady is hosting this banquet today to thank you. You saved the only bloodline of the Huang Family and cured her illness; everyone in the Huang Family is very grateful to you."

He Lingyun's words made the face of the perimeter security guard turn pale.

He had been using a chicken feather as a token of authority, exercising a bit of power to feel that sense of being high above others.

But he never expected that Chen Yu would have such a significant background; the old lady was hosting a banquet just to entertain such an inconspicuous young man?

The captain was also shocked; he glared at the security guard, wondering how to deal with him later.

"Alright, the old lady has not arrived yet, let us go in first," He Lingyun said, naturally taking Chen Yu's hand.

Chen Yu was stunned. When she held his hand, a feeling of blood connection welled up; that inexplicable sense of warmth and comfort made him follow her forward involuntarily.

"Do we... know each other?" Not until they entered the elevator did Chen Yu recover from that shock.

"I also want to know, do we know each other?" He Lingyun also voiced the confusion in her heart. She looked at Chen Yu and always felt that Chen Yu was very familiar.

Chen Yu's eyes, Chen Yu's face, and the familiar feeling of her holding his hand were like those of her own kin, and the kind of kin connected by blood.

Yet the two were clearly meeting for the first time; she did not understand why Chen Yu would give her such a feeling.

"We should be meeting for the first time." Chen Yu was somewhat silent; his heart could not remain calm.

"Yes, we are meeting for the first time. You have the surname Chen and are not very old. If that child of mine were still alive, he would be about your age." Tears welled up in the corners of He Lingyun's eyes.

"Your child?" Chen Yu looked up at her in shock: "What happened to him?"

"The past is the past, let us not mention it." He Lingyun turned her head away, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she forced a smile: "Apologies, I lost my composure."

As they spoke, the elevator reached the upper floor, and Chen Yu and He Lingyun walked out together.

"Do you... often suffer from insomnia? Do you have to rely on sleep aids every day to fall asleep?" Chen Yu asked after they reached the room: "And do you often have dreams after falling asleep?"

"How did you know?" He Lingyun was somewhat surprised, then she laughed: "I forgot, you are a Yisheng. The old lady said your medical skills are peerless; I did not expect them to have reached this point, being able to see my physical condition at a glance."

"Yes, this condition of yours has lasted for many years, right?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, it has been almost thirty years." He Lingyun closed her eyes and murmured: "My poor child passed away just a few days after birth. My family was afraid I would be sad, so they hid it from me and quietly disposed of his remains."

"He was only seven days old then. I fell into a coma after giving birth to him and slept in a daze for seven days; I did not even have time to take a look at his appearance." He Lingyun's tears fell involuntarily: "So until now, whenever I close my eyes, I see him."

"I see him as a mass of bloody flesh, I see him calling me 'Mom', I desperately reach out my hand to grab him, but no matter what, I cannot grab him."

"Have you been having this dream for nearly thirty years?" Chen Yu was somewhat shocked. He did not know why, but watching her cry, his chest felt as uncomfortable as if it were blocked by something.

"Yes, for nearly thirty years. Every time, I know I am dreaming, but no matter what, I cannot wake up from the dream; I can only watch helplessly as he leaves me." He Lingyun wiped away her tears.

"I have a prescription here that can calm the mind and aid sleep. Your condition belongs to emotional distress injuring the spleen, which requires regulating the five spirits." Chen Yu wrote down a prescription: "If you do not mind, I can perform acupuncture for you now, which can calm thoughts and aid sleep," Chen Yu said.

"Then I will trouble you." He Lingyun nodded slightly.

Chen Yu took out the Silver Needle and began to perform acupuncture on her. After a few needles, He Lingyun felt a wave of sleepiness wash over her.

She lay on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Yu took out a blanket to cover her, then sat to one side and stared at her blankly. His mind was a bit chaotic today; he did not know why.

Ever since he started practicing the Great Profound Sacred Clarity Scripture, he had rarely experienced such a situation.

Just at this moment, the door opened, and Zhou Laotaijun, the couple Huang Jianzhong, and Huang Shaoming entered.

"Brother Chen, you are here. There is another aunt of mine from afar coming today, she is my mother's cousin, she... she is already here?" Huang Shaoming glanced at He Lingyun sleeping on the sofa and could not help but be slightly stunned.

"Keep your voice down, do not disturb your aunt," Liu Xinrui said hurriedly.

"Is that the child Lingyun?" Zhou Laotaijun said: "Let us postpone the banquet for a while. It is rare for her to sleep so peacefully; ever since she lost her child, she has not had a peaceful sleep."

"Yes, I will go and make the arrangements now." Huang Jianzhong nodded.

"Greetings, Laotaijun." Chen Yu stepped forward to greet her.

"Little Chen, sit," Zhou Laotaijun said with a smile. "I invited you to dinner today to thank you. You are a benefactor of our Huang Family. In the future, if you go to Shengjing, no matter what happens, just come directly to us."